“Hello.”….”Oh, Hi, Linda….“….”Yeah, about three this afternoon.”….”Yes, it’s over, for all the good it’ll do me.”….”Well, I got the house and my car, but I have to keep making the payments. I was paying for them anyway, so nothing's much different”….”No, no alimony. His lawyer said I had a good job, and the judge agreed.”….” I feel pretty rotten, really.”….”...
Chapter 2: Learning To Please My Master The alarm wakes me up at 8. I stretch and pull the duvet up under my chin. It has turned cold overnight. I’m just about to turn over and go back to sleep when I realise that it’s Thursday. Steve’s coming back today. Suddenly a hot wave sweeps through my body and I feel energised. I jump out of bed and run into the ba...
I open the sliding glass door and step through into the back yard, blinking a little in the light of a bright Saturday morning. My daughter Lily, the light of my life, is playing in the swimming pool with her six closest female friends. They all graduated from high school yesterday, and this is their celebration—an all-weekend party at our house. They talked...
The Skin Ball Part Two: The Strip Show *********** TRI GAM *********** Just before ten o’clock, eighty-six Ep Chi sisters walked down Calhoun Avenue, dressed to nines. Each of them was wearing a stunning cocktail dress, as Alex had instructed them all. Even if they were going to spend a bulk of the night in the nude, they’d at least show up well dressed....
Alyson and her twin sister, Ellen, had been close all their lives. So, now that Alyson was 18 and going off to college soon, they were sad that they were going to have to say goodbye in a few weeks. Even though Alyson and Ellen got along well, they were very different. Alyson was very social, always out in big groups, at parties, etc. She had started gettin...
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By the time they graduate from college, most people know what they’re going to do, or at the very least where they’re going. After our graduation, I suddenly realized I had no idea. I can’t go home. Well, ok, I don’t have a home to go to. My parents were killed when I was a kid and I certainly can’t go back to my aunt and uncle’s farm. I was sitting on the b...
It was time to leave again. These visits were wonderful in their joy and painful in the parting. I stood and took her small hands in mine. “I have to be going now. Gotta catch my plane or I’ll have to stay the night.” The little grey-haired woman used my hands to pull herself up. I saw a wicked little gleam sparkle in her eyes. She pulled my hands around h...
Some people hate that word: whore. I think it is beautiful. Look at them, now. They cannot see you. The window is mirrored. I watch it all from here. My girls and their clients. The ancient dance, the men and the women. Always the same, yet always different. Look over there, now, by the bar. See that girl in the silver mini-skirt. Tamsyn. The o...
I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but when you’ve lived in a small New York apartment most of your life, you get desperate to have something better. My wife is a very beautiful, but somewhat aggressive woman, always asking for more things, always spending to the limit of my paychecks, so that I had to work two jobs to keep up. So, when a chance to make an inv...